Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. A true patriot, Morkral would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to raise his children well

Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Family, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a fancy red suit. His rusty crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Roofer who has hired him part-time. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and he's in love

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Military, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His dark red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Thamior was born the youngest of three triplets. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Priest they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Spice Merchant, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he usually wears his green robe and has his shortbow always slung over his shoulder. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thoradin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 110 gp.